February

S.P.R. Office

9:38 A.M.

The man sitting in front of us was…well, in Naru's sense…pathetic. He jumped at every clink from the tea cups, his brown hair was awry. His clothes weren't even clean, they were all wrinkled. The man's glasses sat at an awkward angle, and his eyes flashed between Naru and Lin, as if they'd mug him without a warning. I didn't want to be judgmental, but this was outrageous in my opinion. He didn't even live at the sight of the haunting.

Naru's eye twitched and I knew he was slightly annoyed by our customer, but he found his story interesting.

Samurai haunting were extremely rare after all. He had a reason to be interested in it. But to deal with a customer in this state… it was going to be a LONG case indeed.

"I'll go and make some more tea." I announced to cut through the awkward silence.

The man's eyes quickly snapped over to me, and widened, as if I announced the end of the world, as Naru shot the man a dirty look.

I stood, and quickly slipped into the kitchen, and busied myself with the tea. Humming, I pulled three cups out as the tea began to brew. Once the cups were filled with fresh tea, I slipped back around the corned, tray in my hand, only to hear Naru bid the customer a small farewell. I frowned. Surely Naru didn't turn the case down.

His dark blue eyes locked with mine.

"He said he was going to be late for his doctor's appointment. I told him we'd call as soon as we've decided."

Lin finished the rest of his notes before he shut the screen with a silent click, and retreated to his office without a word, but with a tea cup.

"So, are you going to take the case?" I asked as he retrieved a cup from me.

"Of course I'll take the case. I just don't want to deal with a histrionic client like Mr. Shibou."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Do you want me to call the others up?"

Naru let his chin rest in between his thumb and finger. His eyes were lost in thought.

"Call them, then Mr. Shibou. Tell him we'll need rooms."

I nodded my head like the good little assistant that I was supposed to be.

The door creaked open, and another man stepped in. Naru was about to say something, but was stopped short when he recognized the Mail Delivery Uniform.

"I have a package for a Mr. Davis."

I intercepted the man, and gave him a cheerful smile.

"Thank you."

As he left, I turned back to Naru, looking at the package.

"Who's it from?"

I found the label and smiled.

"You parents."

He rolled his eyes, and took the package from me. Grabbing the scissors off of my desk, he used the blade to cut through the tape, and opened the box. He rolled his eyes, and reached in to grab a piece of paper, and left to his office. Curious, I peered in. A heart shaped tin sat in the bottom, with chocolate covered pretzels glaring back up at me. I his a laugh when Naru called for me. I turned to see him right behind me.

"Get rid of those, and make the calls, Mai."

"Okay."

I retrieved the tin, and set it down on my desk as Naru's eyes followed me when I threw the box away.

"You're keeping the pretzels."

II frowned, and let my hands rest on my hips.

"Yeah, I mean, you were gonna throw them away. It's a waste, really."

"Just make the calls, Mai."

And with that, he retreated back into his office again.

I sat down in my desk, and sighed. I glanced at the picture of Madoka and Luella and I, and let my hand trace over the cover the familiar surface of my journal the Naru had given me. It was only weeks ago…

The phone rang and snapped me out of my thinking. I answered it quickly, and sighed.

"Shibuya Paranormal Research."

As usual.

A/N: Hey guys! I couldn't resist writing another one. You asked for a sequal, and here it is: SANCTURARY! This one will be amazing for a story. You all liked England sooo much, and it pleased me to see you guys reading it. Uh, if you DON'T know what I'm talking about, I suggest you go and read my other stories before this one. It'll get you back on track of what's happening. And if not, well, then, your loss. You guys are lucky that I got sick today, or this wouldn't have been typed up and posted. I know it's short, but this story, it's gonna be worth it! I can't wait to show you guy all of the surprises that'll be coming soon! So, read and review, and you guys will make me an extremely happy writer!

Love forever and always,

Jazzy!